52 Wound upon wound
"Master, you're worried about Doctor Bai. Mo Yi looked at the Lord in front of him, and suddenly spoke.
The master's expression has never been the same, no matter when, the master is very calm and very calm, but now the master has done something that he has never done before.
"Yes, Mo Yi, I actually worry about a person, this person is still a woman, isn't this too incredible? Everyone says that I am as gentle as jade and gentle, but who would know that I am actually a very cold person, no one has ever been able to enter my heart, but now that she has entered my heart, you say, is this a good thing?" Mo Qingcheng rubbed his head, and did not sleep for three days, even though he was a martial arts practitioner, there were still some unbearable things, not to mention that he had just recovered from a serious injury.
"Master, let's go back first, Doctor Bai is here, his subordinates are waiting here, if Doctor Bai comes down, his subordinates will definitely report to you immediately...... Hey, the rain has stopped?" the master obviously couldn't hold on, but he still refused to go back to rest, alas! He sighed and begged, and was about to persuade again.
"It's raining, let's go, go up and have a look." For some reason, his heart kept pounding, as if something bad had happened.
Tsing Yi Mountain is very high, and Mo Chengcheng, who has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights, held his crumbling body and walked to the top of the mountain step by step, and when Mo Chengcheng staggered to the top of the mountain, it was half an hour later.
"Master, what do you see?" Mo glanced at the top of the mountain, as if it had been flattened, and a large part of it was bare.
Mo Chengcheng also saw it, in the middle of that clearing, there was a huge pattern drawn, I don't know what it was, Frost said that he was cultivating the Qimen Shield Armor Technique, could this be the legendary formation?
The corner of his eye swept away, and at a glance, he saw that in the middle of the pattern, there was a person in white lying lifeless in the center, who was not frost?
Mo Chengcheng felt a pain in his heart, he walked forward quickly, stretched out his hands and picked up Bai Wanshuang, he was already very weak, and then hugged someone, his body shook for a while, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Master, are your subordinates supporting you?" Mo Yi stretched out his hand, retracted it again, gave him a few guts, and didn't dare to hug Bai Wanshuang.
"No, let's go. Mo Chengcheng hugged the person in his arms tightly, seeing that her face was miserable and white, and there was a touch of red at the corner of her mouth, his heart was like a needle pricking, it hurt badly, it seemed that she should be injured, and she had to go back to her doctor as soon as possible.
Tianjing City, the Great Prince's Mansion.
"What, it's raining in Bashu? How is it possible, why did the third emperor brother come to Bashu and the rain fell? You come to tell this prince, why is this?" Mo Qianling pushed the pen and paper on the case to the ground, Mo Chengcheng, Mo Chengcheng, you were born to be right with me.
"The eldest prince, you are angry, this is an established fact, no matter how angry you are, it will not help, and you will be angry with your body in vain. Ling Qingfeng shrunk his neck, the eldest prince is angry, someone has to suffer, I hope he is not the unlucky person.
"This prince is not angry, can he not be angry? Now the hearts of the people of Bashu are all turned to the third emperor brother, maybe, he will also say what kind of person he is destined for, otherwise why will it rain in Bashu as soon as he goes? No, this prince's throne, this prince is seated, you say, is there any good way, so that he has no way to fight with this prince. Mo Qianling's face was gloomy, and he stared at the paper scroll in his hand fiercely, as if it was Mo Chengcheng, if the eye could kill, that paper had been killed thousands of times, and it would have already become a pile of fragments.